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Year of the Artist, Day 147: Juan Ferreyra, Part 4 – Colder #3
Every day this year, I will be examining the artwork on a single comic book story. Today's artist is Juan Ferreyra, and the issue is Colder #3, which was published by Dark Horse and is cover dated January 2013. Enjoy!
Ferreyra and Paul Tobin's Colder is a very cool mini-series, one of the best of 2012 (and bleeding into 2013), and in it, Ferreyra got to draw a lot of horror and stretch his imagination quite nicely. He was still coloring himself, but he was helped out by his dad, Eduardo, and Laura Binaghi, and I'm not sure who does what in this issue. The colors, however, are spectacular, but then again, the artwork in general is spectacular!
Because Colder takes place partly in a strange, "unreal" world, Ferreyra is able to bend reality to suit the needs of the story, and here's a good example of that. The bad guy, Nimble Jack, is chasing Declan and Reece, and even thought they're not in the mirror, he chases them into it. Ferreyra distorts Jack beautifully here, stretching his face and fingers as he slides into the glass, turning his eye into the central terrifying image of Panel 2, and remembering that Jack is missing a tooth on that side, so in the piano key row of teeth we get an eerie gap. But he also changes the composition of the mirror itself, as the glass flows and fuses with Jack, which makes the image even more disturbing. Ferreyra thinks of small things like this, which makes the big picture have a greater impact.
Jack bursts out of a man's head, and we get this terrific sequence. Again, Ferreyra places Jack's eye in a primary spot in Panel 1, so that the man's dead eyes above, direct us down to Jack's all-too-living eye gazing out of his mouth. Jack's pointy nose is too large to remain in the mouth, so it's protruding beyond the lips. Ferreyra lines up Jack's teeth with the old man's, which gives us that dichotomous smile at the bottom of the panel. He and his collaborators color the old man in dingy green while Jack is literally in the pink of health, which is again a good contrast. In Panel 2, Jack pushes his way out of the man's mouth, and Ferreyra stretches the man's skin as it starts to rip, turning him into a fish-eyed monster. One eye is exploding out of his skull, while is top teeth are dancing above Jack. Jack completes his "escape" in the Panels 3 and 4, tearing the body apart and climbing out. The details are amazing, making the horror a bit more real, as it does seem as if Jack ripped the dude in half, but the colors are well done, too. The background is painted a sickly greenish-blue, with an even more sickly yellow haloing Jack and the old man. Reece's yellow skirt is turned more green by the poisonous hues in the air around her. This is a frightful sequence, and Ferrerya nails it.
Declan is able to pass into the unreal world through the minds of the insane, and he does that here. This isn't a completely unique idea, but a lot of artists don't think of something like this, and it's nice that Ferreyra did. He breaks the turn into a series of doors and shows how Declan does it as he steps through. He places his hand on the woman's head, creating the passageway, and Ferreyra rims first the woman and then Declan with a neon blue to show him moving between two worlds. He never lets go of Reece, but the way the sequence is structured, it appears he takes her arm as he moves through. In the background, he begins with a building and slowly destroys it as the worlds shift. He changes the colors, too, as Reece's dress goes from yellow to gray, as the world they're entering is a largely gray place. Outside the boundaries of the panels, you'll notice, he draws a creeping black ooze, indicating the terror of insanity that lurks throughout this comic. This is the bottom third of one page, but it's amazing how much thought went into it.
This two-page sequence again shows Ferreyra's inventiveness, as Declan tries to get the two of them back into the real world. He again distorts the bodies of people in Panel 1, as he stacks eyes on top of eyes on the left side of the panel and turns the dude on the right into a merry-go-round of faces and multiplies his fingers. It's terribly weird and horrifying, which is what Ferreyra is going for. As the creatures run away in Panel 2, a stalk of eyes rises on the left side of the panel, looping toward our heroes, and then in Panel 3, Ferreyra surrounds them with bony tendrils. Notice again the attention to details, especially in the backgrounds. This is a fully realized "unreal" world, and Ferreyra doesn't cheat on the decrepit buildings that surround the scene. Then, on the second page, the monster fully emerges, and it's a nightmare of eyes and muscles and teeth. Once again, Ferreyra doesn't short-change us, and notice too how he paints in the flying debris from the monster's rise. I don't think I'll get into the sexual imagery, but feel free to see it! The transition back to the real world is sudden, and Ferreyra does a nice job shifting so quickly that Declan's upraised right hand is still in that dimension in the final panel. We'll see more of the nice paints in the next few examples.
Ferreyra does some nice character interaction here, as Declan and Reece recover from their time in the other world. Declan is smiling devilishly in Panel 1 because Reece read Nin to him (he was comatose for years before this comic began, and she, a nurse, was caring for him), and Ferreyra drops her hair on the right side of her face so that she doesn't look at him directly. Then, in Panel 2, she turns away and smiles because she's a bit embarrassed. This is a very nice little sequence, and it's followed by Reece's confused and somewhat forlorn look when Declan walks away. It's well done, showing the feelings these two have for each other without being too obvious about it. The other neat thing about the page is the coloring, of course. We get the beautiful dappling on Declan and Reece as the leaves block some of the sunlight reaching them, and in the wider shots, we get delicate watercolors on the trees, in the sky (which remains a slightly ominous gray) and on the buildings, allowing the still soft but slightly starker colors of the characters to stand out. It's a beautifully colored page, and Ferreyra (and his assistants) do a nice job contrasting the brighter real world with the gray "unreal" world.
Declan comes back and starts talking, not realizing that Reece is slowly going insane herself. This is the final page of that sequence, and I love how Ferreyra brings the creeping horror to life – the spilled water is a bit of a cliché, but it's still effective, and the way Ferreyra slowly draws the tears flowing from Reece's eyes is well done. The coloring again helps, as the shadows thrown by the leaves make Declan just a tiny bit darker, foreshadowing the badness to come, while the still pleasant greens and yellows around the scene make Reece's transformation a bit more heartbreaking. Ferreyra does a nice job with her face, too – he keeps it vacant as the tears begin to fall, but in the final panel, he turns her mouth down and lowers her eyelids, showing her pain and heartbreak. It's a really nice way to show her slipping away.
Colder is an artistic masterpiece, but Ferreyra can't just stop working because of that, can he? In our final day of his art, I'll take a look at a very violent comic and, as an added bonus, a short story in a fairly different style. You know you'll enjoy it! You'll also enjoy checking out the archives!
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I run a small company that provides tours by private aircraft. attendees will be in private aircraft and we tour mexico or central america. During the tours I like to get ahead of the group and photo the landing of other small aircraft as they land. My issue is normally the approach and touchdown is a LONG ways away..
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During the tours we also take a lot of photos of normal things.. Currently i use several go pros and it works ok.
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It all began after coming back from Los Angel, 17 years old and taken in fire!!!for the big dreams!
It was all about
fashion, acting, modeling, the RUNWAY #attitude#
I got a renting contract on an old fabric hall on 900m²! Renovated it, after hard work, to a photo studio, even with a own runway, office and apartment…
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Our first paid clients booked extras to films and commercials…
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..new faces..and models came weekly to the studio and worked on there portfolios, some of the youth that really wanted to work as a model, did it!
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20 of them worked internationally and very few of them, working at the scene today..
always knew that we only could be an agency that found new faces for the bigger agency's, the high fashion model industry is unimaginable big. DXD cooperated whit agency's as IMG, Vouge Models, Storm UK, Das Models and 2morrowmodelmanagement..
..still, to see the shy tall girl, straighten up her back and letting the confidence grow, earn money and doing a dream "just amazing" to witness. So many talents and dreamers..truly glad for getting to work with all this great models, amazing photographers, makeup artists
It been much more then just being a "agent" or booker..
edgy girls and BOYS – all about being "avant-garde & healthy"
All photos on this site is curated & arranged by DXD Model Managament 2006 to 2010
during 4years, we made lots of fun events and got connected to other arty scenes..arranged around 50 runway shows and we also combined the fashion with political statements..
DXD also started to arranged Miss Norway and Model of the Year…that gave the girls "tickets" to join events like, Miss World and Miss Universe….peace and love and "that"
As years go past, it became more and more wrong, the body view and wishes from the money making agency's, I reached my limits. It crossed my personal moral and joy.
I stopped the studio and the booking and casting office, I kept being an agent for some of the models working outside of Norway
I do love fashion and art.but take a great distance to the model industry standards, today.
Not only a one side view "its also a fact, that many girls just naturally skinny, and healthy"
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"October, baptize me with leaves! Swaddle me in corduroy and nurse me with split pea soup. October, tuck tiny candy bars in my pockets and carve my smile into a thousand pumpkins. O autumn! O teakettle! O grace!" ~Rainbow Rowell
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I was sleeping fondly the other night. Pleasent dreams and - well, this is a PG board.
Anyhow, duiring my sound and deep dreaming I was awoken by a shrill yell that I SWEAR could have awoken the Dead. It was so loud I shot up and grabbed my knife beneath my pillow.
And, after waving it around in the dark for a few minutes, I realized that the voice was screaming for help... And it was fading away! I cut on my light, and basically ran outside as quietly as possible, but there was no one there. Not a soul. Nothing was wrong in any realm I could see.
My watch said it was about 3:27 AM
Now I only have one question lingering on my mind:
What the ****?! (*self censory*)
For some reason, I think I just got slapped on the Psycic hotline while I was asleep by some dieing Soul. It was horrific! I mean, I felt like I had died aswell. :[
Any advice or ideas on the matter would be called helpful.
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Gilles Garczynski is a graduate from IEP (Institut d'études politiques) de Paris. He also holds two Masters degrees in Labor law and Civil law. He began his career at Labinal in 1989, as Employee Relations and International mobility manager. In 1993, he joined the Bull Group as Human Resources Director and Site manager of the Angers facility (France). In 1998, he was appointed as Deputy Vice President, Human Resources of EADS Astrium, in charge of the French Satellite activity and the international Space Infrastructure/Equipment and Sub-Systems Divisions. In 2003, he joined the Thales Group as Vice President, Human Resources, for Airborne Systems, and later took over the position of Vice President, Human Resources for the Naval Division in 2004. Prior to joining Messier-Bugatti-Dowty (now Safran Landing Systems), Gilles Garczynski had been Executive Vice President, Human Resources of CGGVeritas since 2010.


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Monday, October 01, 2007
What Is Music Worth To You?
Saturday night I saw The Redcoats (featuring the kiddos from Second Shift), The Silent Years, and Autovaughn at The Star Bar. It was only their first show, but The Redcoats must being doing something right already because they packed the house early. I haven't seen the Star Bar that crowded in a while! If you haven't seen The Silent Years, you really should. They were A-M-A-Z-I-N-G! No wonder Spin chose them as one of the top 100 rock bands this year and they're on CMJ's radar as one of the top 10 bands to see. These guys sounded solid and they were fun. They threw percussion instruments into the crowd and pretty soon everybody was playing along. Do yourself a favor and go listen to them now. I'm not sure if The Silent Years were just a hard act to follow, but I was not blown away by Autovaughn.
In other news, you can pre-order Radiohead's new album, In Rainbows, right now. Believe it or not, you can pay whatever you want to pay for it. Always radical, Radiohead has decided that you can choose how much you value their music by how much you are willing to pay, or in other words, they're trusting you to be honest. Pretty crazy, eh?
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When using the JavaX HMAC/SHA256 hashing libraries, if I right pad my secret key with non-zero bytes, the hash for the same message is different; as expected.
hmacSHA256digest( "secret".getBytes("UTF-8"), msg) = "244d9c89069406d40803722ec6a793e5e04c55234d9ca03039a7b505cb3f8f00"hmacSHA256digest("secret\1".getBytes("UTF-8"), msg) = "4f94305c91ca9d8dec13ffcff7e455d6f0c49373e1bbc4035da2b500b11063fb"
However, if I right-pad the secret key with an arbitrary number of \0 bytes, the hash comes back as the same for different byte arrays like:
So, JavaX HMAC SHA256 is returning the same hash, even though the secret byte array returned from getBytes() has additional zeros at the end in each case:
hmacSHA256digest( "secret".getBytes("UTF-8"), msg) = "244d9c89069406d40803722ec6a793e5e04c55234d9ca03039a7b505cb3f8f00"hmacSHA256digest( "secret\0".getBytes("UTF-8"), msg) = "244d9c89069406d40803722ec6a793e5e04c55234d9ca03039a7b505cb3f8f00"hmacSHA256digest( "secret\0\0".getBytes("UTF-8"), msg) = "244d9c89069406d40803722ec6a793e5e04c55234d9ca03039a7b505cb3f8f00"
Calls to other JavaX methods for MD5 and plain SHA256 do not return the same hash when extra \0 s are appended to the secret, so they pass our security test case for hash uniqueness across different secrets. Is the failure of this zero-padded-secrets case with MAC/SHA256 a possible attack vector?
This is the example code:
import javax.crypto.Mac;import javax.crypto.spec.SecretKeySpec;import java.security.InvalidKeyException;import java.security.MessageDigest;import java.security.NoSuchAlgorithmException;import java.util.Arrays;static void testRightZeroPaddedSecretsHaveDifferentHashes() { try { byte[] msg = "msg".getBytes("UTF-8"); // HMAC SHA256 byte[] b3 = hmacSHA256digest(msg, "secret".getBytes("UTF-8")); byte[] b4 = hmacSHA256digest(msg, "secret\0".getBytes("UTF-8")); // Plain SHA256 byte[] b5 = SHA256digest(msg, "secret".getBytes("UTF-8")); byte[] b6 = SHA256digest(msg, "secret\0".getBytes("UTF-8")); boolean same34 = Arrays.equals(b3, b4); boolean same56 = Arrays.equals(b5, b6); System.out.println( "\n" + Arrays.toString(b3) + "\n" + Arrays.toString(b4) + "\nHMAC SHA256 - identical hash results? = " + same34 + "\n" + "\n" + Arrays.toString(b5) + "\n" + Arrays.toString(b6) + "\nPlain SHA256 - identical hash results? = " + same56 ); } catch (Throwable e) { e.printStackTrace(); }}static byte[] hmacSHA256digest(byte[] msg, byte[] secret) { try { SecretKeySpec keySpec = new SecretKeySpec(secret, "HmacSHA256"); Mac mac = Mac.getInstance("HmacSHA256"); mac.init(keySpec); byte[] hmac = mac.doFinal(msg); return hmac; } catch (NoSuchAlgorithmException e) { e.printStackTrace(); } catch (InvalidKeyException e) { e.printStackTrace(); } return null;}static byte[] SHA256digest(byte[] msg, byte[] secret) { try { MessageDigest digest = MessageDigest.getInstance("SHA-256"); digest.update(msg); byte[] hash = digest.digest(secret); return hash; } catch (NoSuchAlgorithmException e) { e.printStackTrace(); } return null;}
And sample output:
[-2, 79, -100, 65, -113, 104, 63, 3, 79, 106, -7, 13, 29, -43, -72, 106, -64, 53, 93, -39, 99, 50, -59, -100, -57, 69, -104, -48, 115, 97, 7, -10] [-2, 79, -100, 65, -113, 104, 63, 3, 79, 106, -7, 13, 29, -43, -72, 106, -64, 53, 93, -39, 99, 50, -59, -100, -57, 69, -104, -48, 115, 97, 7, -10] HMAC SHA256 - identical hash results? = true[-88, 92, 89, -29, -65, -48, -127, 51, 125, -120, 78, -38, 25, 57, -91, 91, -50, 111, -33, 40, -3, 0, -95, 89, -50, -88, 39, 118, 101, -56, 91, 126] [-40, 39, 49, -64, 58, 40, 124, 64, 110, -100, 50, 115, -32, 114, -107, 24, -73, -17, -37, 11, 67, -26, -48, -65, 109, -24, 119, 45, 74, -31, -81, 119]Plain SHA256 - identical hash results? = false
Since JavaX HMAC SHA256 failed this zero-padded-secrets test case that passed for the plain SHA256/MD5 algorithms mentioned above, can anyone explain the difference in the behavior and if this can be exploited?
I'm trying to develop some sort of PKI management too with PHP, and I'm finding many issues (partially due documentation) using PHP Openssl.
For example, I learnt via hard way (try-and-error) that PHP openssl doesn't check really for OPENSSL_CONF environment variable, the only real way to use a different config file is to use the $configArray('config' => file_path) argument.
Currently I'm stuck trying to generate a CSR using SHA256 hash method. For the tests I'm using this minimal (but working) openssl.conf configuration:
distinguished_name = req_distinguished_name[req]default_md = sha256[req_distinguished_name][end_req_ext]keyUsage = digitalSignature,keyEnciphermentextendedKeyUsage = serverAuth,clientAuth
(note that the 'default_md' setting is overriden by the $configArray['digest_alg'] parameter.
I use this code for testing:
$config = array( 'digest_alg' => "sha256", 'private_key_bits' => 384, 'config' => "/tmp/opensslmy.conf");$dn = array( "countryName" => "UK", "stateOrProvinceName" => "Somerset", "localityName" => "Glastonbury", "organizationName" => "The Brain Room Limited", "organizationalUnitName" => "PHP Documentation Team", "commonName" => "Wez Furlong");$key = openssl_pkey_new($config);if (!$key) { print "Error on PKEY_NEW: ".openssl_error_string()."\n"; exit(1);}$csr = openssl_csr_new ( $dn , $key, $config );$pem = "";if (openssl_csr_export($csr, $pem)) { print $pem."\n";} else { print "Error on CSR_NEW: ".openssl_error_string()."\n";}
It fails:
PHP Warning: openssl_csr_new(): Error signing request in /home/mark/Desktop/ssltest.php on line 25PHP Warning: openssl_csr_export() expects parameter 1 to be resource, boolean given in /home/mark/Desktop/ssltest.php on line 27Error on CSR_NEW: error:0E06D06C:configuration file routines:NCONF_get_string:no value
If set the initial $config array 'digest_alg' to either md5 or sha1 it works like a charm and succsfully generates a CSR with the given hash algorithm.
I also tried to remove that 'digest_alg' key from the config array and specify it exclusively in the config file (as for my experience I know even for the openssl req -new command, the -sha256 doesn't work and that is the only way to generate sha256 CSRs)
I'm currently using PHP 5.5.9 and OpenSSL 1.0.1f.
I'm doing something wrong?Too old PHP versions?
I'm building a Facebook Page app in Classic ASP. I've been unable to match the signature that Facebook passes into the app as the first part of the POSTed
Because there are few libraries for cryptography in VBScript, I'm using server side Javascript and the crypto-js library from https://code.google.com/archive/p/crypto-js/
I've tried to translate the PHP code example from Facebook's docs at https://developers.facebook.com/docs/games/gamesonfacebook/login#parsingsr into Javascript. I can generate an HMAC SHA256 hash of the
signed_request payload but that doesn't match the
signed_request signature.
I think the problem is that Facebook's signature is in a different format. It looks to be binary (~1抚Ö.....) while the HMAC SHA256 hash I'm generating is a hexadecimal string (7f7e8f5f.....). In Facebook's PHP example the
hash_hmac function uses the raw binary parameter. So I think I need to either convert Facebook's signature to hexadecimal or my signature to binary in order to do an "apples-to-apples" comparison and get a match.
Here's my code:
/* Use the libraries from https://code.google.com/archive/p/crypto-js/crypto-js/crypto-js.min.jscrypto-js/hmac-sha256.min.jscrypto-js/enc-base64.min.js*/var signedRequest = Request.queryString("signed_request")var FB_APP_SECRET = "459f038.....";var arSR = signedRequest.split(".");var encodedSig = arSR[0];var encodedPayload = arSR[1];var payload = base64UrlDecode(encodedPayload);var sig = base64UrlDecode(encodedSig);var expectedSig;expectedSig = CryptoJS.HmacSHA256(encodedPayload, FB_APP_SECRET); // Unaltered payload string; no matchexpectedSig = CryptoJS.HmacSHA256(payload, FB_APP_SECRET); // base64-decoded payload string; no matchif (sig == expectedSig) { Response.write(payload);} else { Response.write("Bad signature");}function base64UrlDecode(input) { // Replace characters and convert from base64. return Base64.decode(input.replace("-", "+").replace("_", "/"));}
I am taking message and key from this URL
import hmacimport hashlibimport base64my = "/api/embedded_dashboard?data=%7B%22dashboard%22%3A7863%2C%22embed%22%3A%22v2%22%2C%22filters%22%3A%5B%7B%22name%22%3A%22Filter1%22%2C%22value%22%3A%22value1%22%7D%2C%7B%22name%22%3A%22Filter2%22%2C%22value%22%3A%221234%22%7D%5D%7D"key = "e179017a-62b0-4996-8a38-e91aa9f1"print(hashlib.sha256(my + key).hexdigest())
I am getting this result:
Expecting result:
I would like to calculate SHA256 of large files in PHP. Currently, I am using Amazon Glacier to store old files and their API to upload the archive. Initially, I just used small files that cannot reach to MB-sized images. When I tried to upload more than 1MB, the API response said that the checksum I gave to them is different from what they had calculated.
Here is my code to upload the file:
//get the sha256 using the file path$image = //image path;$sha256 = hash_file("sha256", $image);$archive = $glacier->uploadArchive([ 'accountId' => '', 'body' => "", 'checksum' => $sha256, 'contentSHA256' => $sha256, 'sourceFile' => $image, 'vaultName' => 'my-vault' ]);
And the error:
AWS HTTP error: Client error: `POST https://glacier.us-west-2.amazonaws.com/vaults/70/archives` resulted in a `400 Bad Request` response:{"code":"InvalidParameterValueException","message":"Checksum mismatch: expected 9f1d4da29b6ec24abde48cb65cc32652ff589467 (truncated...)
I tried the function like below to check for the final hash but it seems it's not the right hash when I print it:
private function getFinalHash($file){ $fp = fopen($file, "r"); $ctx = hash_init('sha256'); while (!feof($fp)) { $buffer = fgets($fp, 1024); hash_update($ctx, $buffer); } $hash = hash_final($ctx, true); print_r($hash);exit; fclose($fp);}
The resulted hash is like this: ŸM¢›nÂJ½äŒ¶\Ã&RÿX"gíÖ'"IoA\C÷×I presume that the only problem here is getting the final hash of the file. The file size is 5.7 MB.
I think there has something to with the correct way of providing the checksum but I don't know how I should do it with large files. I really need your help.
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Question about Sony DCR-VX2000 Mini DV Digital Camcorder
Thanks in advance for help. My vx 2000 works well except recently on playback of existing tapes one half of the view consists of horizontal grey bars evenly spaced (about 4). The other half is the picture. ( Solid grey bars alternate with equal size bars of video) This condition does not exist when playing back snapshots from memory stick.
First there was a pixilated picture like a bad rental dvd and then the bars. Tried different tapes from different years with identical results. When I turn on camera in record mode the view is perfect. Seems to be a playback problem only. No sign of dirty heads. No other degradation of image. This morning I tried again. The bars appeared again and then disappeared after a few seconds and playback was normal.
Love my camera but will buy a lighter "HD" tapeless camera for future use. Still I will need this one to stream the tape onto my apple computer for editing and to " pass through" older analog tapes for conversion. Therefore if the fix is costly I might still go for it if there is a really good repair place that can be trusted.
Thanks for any advice, Bill Bartel from New Jersey firstname.lastname@example.com
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Cleaning the heads is, of course, great advice but normally dirty heads cause degradation of the image. This looks like it might be a ccd going bad or some kind of interlacing not working. I would like to know more about the problem and I would like to know how I can safely clean the heads. Thanks
Note to Coolguy 008 Sony wants$565 as a flat rate repair. I am wondering if I can bring it to a local shop for a good cleaning and examination. (Tune up?) My zip is 07446. I live in Northern New Jersey near route 17 (Ramsey) Thanks Bill Bartel firstname.lastname@example.com
I am very appreciative of all of the responses and I am impressed with this website. Thanks to all of you and I hope you are making some money in the process. I will try to purchase a cleaning tape or get an expert to clean the camera. There might have been a bit of condensation in the camera based on the fact that it was taken out of a fairly cool room into a warmer room.
I am afraid I am wearing out my welcome so I will stop posting comments. Nevertheless, if someone would like to suggest what kind of cleaning tape I should buy and/or where there is a local shop that can be trusted in my area I would be grateful.
One more question. Am I permitted to ask a question about my purchase of a newer camera when the time comes? I would like to gather my thoughts, narrow down the choice and then post a question in hopes of getting some recommendations. I would of course pay the normal fee but maybe there is some prohibition for you folks with respect to making purchase recommendations. Pleaase advise if you are able to recommend a product. Thanks again and Happy Turkey Day to all.
Bill Bartel (email@example.com)
If the problem shows on playback of known good tapes it is not the CCD as you have guessed. Dirty heads CAN cuase a bar problem if one of the heads is clogged and the other is OK. I would suspect a drum issue of the problem is visible on playback of tapes that you know were fine before. Definietly try a cleaning tape as i may rtesolve your issue. I am going to check and see if there are any bulletins for your model on this problem.
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Please letm e know the zipcode and i'll let you know if there is any local repair person.Also if this is under warranty you can get it repaired from Sony.
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When a tiger crouches in the dark, you learn to be silent. When the scream of a deer pierces the air, you know it has made its kill. My journey to Jim Corbett National Park let me be privy to the workings of the wild and know how harsh life there can be. In the jungle where 'Eat or Be Eaten' is the norm, all animals are unknowingly part of a delicate natural balance that I now have a profound respect for. On this journey, I learnt to look at animals as humans, albeit in a different form, with their fears, aspirations, needs – all in place. Where I had expected a TV-like replay of a face off between predator and food, I was only met with stunning natural beauty that these animals call home, and the true joy was seeing them just be in their habitat, as undisturbed as possible.
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The thought is absolutely lovely! Animals are indeed as much citizens of the country as we are. Great going
Arre wah! Awesome Beautiful photographs!
Beautifully written!
Nice and simple read! Loved it!
Oh this one's nice!
Keep up the good work.
Leaves me intrigued to explore more about it, at the same times, triggers a nostalgia of my last visit to Jim Corbett…
Very rightly said, When we witness a snake or any predator amidst our habitats, we panic and deploy any possible means to shunt it out, even kill it….
Why shouldn't the same be applied, when we constantly thud their habitats ?
Why not there be prosecution for humane trespassing !!
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I have been wanting post for a few days now,
but it just didn't seem to happen.
I don't know why...
I had ideas and thoughts,
but I just couldn't get myself to focus,
to be motivated...
So I though,
maybe I just need to see something beautiful to make me feel calm and collected.
So I began searching for pictures that made me feel happy
and good
and romantic
and calm
and inspired
by their beauty.
I guess I am hoping these will help uplift me,
inspire me,
motivate me...
I don't know,
but it feels like I am looking for something and I don't know what...
Like I am close,
but not able to see.
So maybe these will help me see.
And maybe they will help you feel the way they make me feel!


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President Obama met with King Abdullah II of Jordan briefly on Wednesday after initial reports that he was not going to have time on his schedule to meet face-to-face with the leader of the Hashemite Kingdom.
The President reportedly met with Abdullah at Andrews Air Force Base before taking off for Omaha, Nebraska on Wednesday.
POTUS met with Jordan's King Abdullah at Andrew AFB before boarding Air Force One for Omaha trip, per pooler @StevenMufson
— Jordan Fabian (@Jordanfabian) January 13, 2016
"A meeting with the president will be arranged during an upcoming visit, likely to take place within the coming month or two," a Jordanian official initially told AFP.
"The president regrets that he is unable to meet with him personally on this visit due to scheduling conflicts, including the State of the Union address," a White House spokesperson said Tuesday.
Abdullah's Jordan, which is part of the U.S.-led coalition against the Islamic State, has also received tens of thousands of Syrian refugees who fled the war-torn state.
The Jordanian King met Monday with U.S. Secretary of State John Kerry and Secretary of Defense Ash Carter. In the meeting, Carter showed his "deep appreciation… for Jordan's continued contributions to regional counter-[Islamic State] efforts," said Pentagon spokesman Peter Cook.
On Tuesday, Abdullah met with Vice President Joe Biden, along with several prominent congressional leaders.
On Wednesday, he met with members of the U.S. Senate Foreign Relations Committee. There, he "stressed the importance of intensifying international efforts and addressing challenges to bring about peace and stability in the region," according to the Kingdom's state-run Jordan News Agency.
"The King underlined the need to adopt a holistic strategic approach to defeat terrorism and uproot criminal gangs," the state-agency reported. "On the situation in Iraq, King Abdullah stressed the need to support efforts of the Iraqi government to make further progress in fighting the Daesh terror group."
Abdullah asked members of Congress and Obama officials to continue to support Jordan in its fight against terror groups. The parties discussed the strain on the economy caused by the absorption of Syrian refugees, which limits the resources they can devote to the war against Islamic State.
He was invited to address congressional Republicans on Wednesday evening at their retreat in Baltimore, but turned down the offer, worrying about the optics of that situation, according to reports.
The President got off to a late start on Wednesday, receiving the Presidential Daily Briefing at 11:00 AM ET, according to his schedule. He plans to deliver remarks in Omaha, Nebraska later this evening. Then he will fly to Baton Rouge, Louisiana, where he will stay overnight.


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When was the last time someone complimented you or encouraged you? Lately, for me, it's been a feast, which I really appreciate. And I welcome it, because it wasn't always that way.
I was given a book recently called The Artist's Way: A Spiritual Path to Higher Creativity. Initially I was a little turned off by the whole thing — calling myself an artist is a new thing for me, and adding spirituality into the mix made me nervous. But considering the book fulfilled several parts of my mission statement in life and was dropped in my lap (twice), I figured I'd give it a shot.
One exercise it suggested was to write a letter to someone who had championed the artist part of me, someone who encouraged me in my art. There isn't a doubt in my mind who that person was: my high school creative writing teacher, Mark Tonyan.
I've been trying to figure out a way to send him a letter for years to thank him, but even in this age of Facebook and LinkedIn, my searches have come up short. I'm not surprised, really.
So instead of wasting my time trying to find him online, I figured I would thank him (and ALL the champions of artists everywhere) via blog:
Hi Mr. Tonyan,
I hope you're doing well and life has blessed you. It's been awhile since I've spoken with you, probably since 1998 when I graduated from high school and went on to community college hoping to be a math teacher. Perplexing choice, I know.
The reason I'm writing is to say thank you, thank you thank you, for being a wonderful writing teacher and a great encouragement in my life as a writer. Honestly, your class opened me up to a world that I would've otherwise never been exposed to. And I wasn't even supposed to be, really. It went against what I was taught to skip the AP English class in favor of a creative writing class (Do you know what that will do to your GPA?), but I'm fairly certain it saved my life.
If I hadn't had an outlet for what I went through my senior year — heartbreak, knee surgery, being kicked around by a group of insecure guys, and then just the usual high school BS — my life would've probably turned out very differently. In fact, before a few years ago, the only time I really wrote was during the difficult periods of my life.
Writing certainly wasn't on my radar in high school, or even in college, but somehow I graduated with a journalism degree, which gave me opportunity to write, although newspaper wasn't really what I wanted to do. It wasn't until I lived alone and started writing again like you taught us in creative writing, that I really got it.
My spiritual awakening came while I was writing. My soul joined my body in the middle of a rant about Led Zepplin and mythology, which would later become the basis of my first novel, written in a month with NANOWRIMO. I would have never done that if it weren't for you telling me my writing was good, that I was talented.
I'm pretty sure one of the first amusing quotes I ever wrote down came from you: "Staplers come and go in this life…" Now I've got books of quotes from people that crack me up. I've always got a notebook in my purse to record the ridiculous things people say. It helps create dialogue in my novels. That's how things like: "I'm in dousche-bag rehab," end up in my writing. You just can't make that up!
Deep down, I was meant to be a writer, but without your class and your encouragement I don't think it would've been as obvious to me. (I mean, even with your class it took me years to figure out.) Thank you so much for encouraging me and teaching me how to be a writer. And thank you for all you've done for other students over the years. I know that my life wasn't the only one you touched.
May your life be filled with love, light and blessings from all the good you've done for others,
Rebecca Watson
Has someone given you encouragement or helped you be the person you are today? Say thanks!
Even if it feels like it was the smallest thing, I think it's important that people who are doing good hear it. And it feels good to say it too. Thank you to everyone that has encouraged me and helped me on my path as an artist. Your words and deeds are welcome changes in the landscape that can often be long and lonely.
You can read another letter I've written to my 18-year-old self, if you're so inclined.


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New aerobar extension shifter buttons are now available with SRAM's eTap wireless drivetrain. The eTap Clics fit into the ends of extensions with an inner diameter of 19-21.5 millimeters and connect to the eTap BlipBox for easy shifting while riding in the aero position. This upgrade will be welcome news to triathletes, as it is a more user-friendly alternative to the Blips that can be mounted on the extensions. The Clics will be available starting in July and will be priced at $100.
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Welcome to Bugle Way
A development consisting of seven new spacious modern homes built within the historic walls of Victoria Square. The development will lie in place of what used to be the infantry's gymnasium and more recently the MPG Print factory.
With the Museum in sight, the barracks close by and located in line with the Old Sergeants Mess Bugle Way will be a refreshing and coordinated development. Each home will be finished to a high specification as standard which includes
- Carpets / Hard Flooring
- Hob / Oven / Extractor
- Landscaping
- Solid Worktops
Homes that have been secured before completion can be tailored to suit customer's preferences.
The development is due for completion end of 2017 and reservations are now being taken. Please view website for more information www.bugleway.com Contact email@example.com
Kitchen 3505mm x 2445mm
Living / Dinning 5400mm x 4504mm
Bedroom One 3440mm x 2960mm
Bedroom Two 3930mm x 2340mm
Bedroom Three 2860mm x 2090mm
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Do you find you sometimes don't talk about important issues because you're afraid you'll start an argument with family members, friends or co-workers that won't end well? Have others ever stopped you from having such conversations, lest you "make trouble"? In fact, that's a phenomenon we've experienced within the walls of GJC in trying to balance freedom of expression—especially around issues of morality and justice—and shalom bayit, maintaining peace among people with divergent and often equally valid points of view.
Happily, there's a way around the problem. The Bregman Program on Yom Kippur introduced us to a civic dialogue process that GJC is pleased to pilot. Whether you were at that program or not, you won't want to miss this chance to model civil dialogue and foster conversation with friends, family, and fellow congregants about important issues—despite divergent opinions.
On Tuesday, December 5, 7-9 p.m., in the Silver Kiddush Lounge, we're gathering as diverse a group of GJC members as we can to follow up on the program. Chris Satullo and Harris Sokoloff, co-founders of the Penn Project for Civic Engagement at the University of Pennsylvania, will facilitate us in using techniques that foster listening and understanding over disputing and pontificating. The immediate goal is to learn (or relearn) how to discover what motivates and concerns each of us, not to argue and convince. As we each use the tools in our relationships with family, friends, fellow congregants, and others, we might figure out how to bridge gaps that otherwise seem insurmountable. Our experience will thrive on the diversity of the group. So, to get the most out of this special event—whatever your point of view—we need your voice!
Bottom line: we need your voice. You are encouraged to let George Stern know you will be coming, so that we can set up accordingly, but last-minute walk-ins are welcome. $5 donation requested (but not required) at the door to foster this important work.


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I just applied this patch to the Apache_20_branch and the code applies, compiles, and runs cleanly (only tested on linux RH 7.3). I'm puttingthis up for a vote to be applied from cvs head to the 2.0 branch. twothings still need to be test, the compile on Win32 and the compile on Netware. they should compile fine, but a test is always a Good Thing. I've attached a cvs diff from the 2.0 branch. Here are the HEAD CVS revisions where the changes took place configure.in (rev 1.260) build/build-modules-c.awk (rev 1.9) os/win32/modules.c (rev 1.17) os/netware/modules.c (rev 1.9) server/core.c (rev 1.280) include/http_config.h (rev 1.110) modules/mappers/mod_so.c (rev 1.57) modules/mappers/mod_so.h (rev 1.1 New File) -- Edward Rudd <email@example.com> Website http://www.outoforder.cc/
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The tofu sandwich was quite excellent. This place was a great find, nothing fancy but it was a perfect lunch. Next time I'll try the vegetarian chicken.
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The tofu sandwich was quite excellent. This place was a great find, nothing fancy but it was a perfect lunch. Next time I'll try the vegetarian chicken.
Good pork sandwich. Spring rolls were OK. Not a must have. In hind site sandwich would have been enough.
The best grilled chicken sandwich around. I usually go at lunch time and it is always crowded. The cashiers are a bit rude. but the food makes it worth putting up with them. The bubble tea is amazing, a bit expensive though.
Ever since our trip to Vietnam, we have been looking for a Banh Mi as good as the ones we had in Hanoi. These hit that standard. Get the Classic.
My co workers have been eating these sandwiches for months and all I would do is complain about how bad it smells. They would assure me over and over once you taste it your gonna say otherwise. So I decided this month to try this...More
Tried the pho and not that great. The soup base was a little plain. Not too sure if the chef is Vietnamese but the staffs all spoke Cantonese.
If you need a quick takeaway with some quality, this could be the place to go. We had som great spring rolls and a bowl of noodles with roasted seasoned beef and herbs and it was delicious.
We didn't go to the restaurant but we ordered delivery on 2 different nights. All the Vietnamese sandwiches we tried were good but the original one was out of this world!! Authentic recipe with the correct ingredients and the right spicy flavor. Don't miss it...More
Having traveled to Vietnam this past summer (and loving every minute of it) I longed for a taste of the food i enjoyed while there. I work downtown Brooklyn and a friend of mine turned me onto the place. The pork/chicken/tofu Pho is great. I...More
Seemed authentic but the entire staff spoke Cantonese. I realized I've been spoilt by Vietnamese food in Melbourne. At least the bubble tea was pretty good.


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HER FATHER'S ROOM IS cold, then hot. From his window, overlooking a suburban garden, he surmises he is not in town. White clouds lie motionless in the sky. How did he end up here, he thinks, and why? Although he has trouble walking, he decides to leave. He wants his hat and his coat. Anna imagines every detail: he's going to catch a train into town. Hail a cab. He has the nagging feeling that there's somewhere he's meant to be; someone he's meant to meet. In town is the apartment he left, full of his belongings, his souvenirs that represent a lifetime of collecting. Her father needs these things, Anna thinks, his old copies of Scientific American, for example. And his silver plated claw cutters in case he is served lobster for lunch. After lunch, which is meatloaf, not lobster, her father has a sleep. When he wakes (if he wakes) he will stare out the window watching the sunlight descend the aluminium sided houses opposite, whose residents are less than pleased to live next door to a nursing home.
The shadows lengthen, but it still may not be too late. Not if he leaves now. She imagines him crouching on the window sill. He is on the first floor and it is an easy drop to the lawn below. He creeps across the well-tended grass and climbs a suburban hedge. Soon he's on a dark avenue bordered on either side by very tall, closely-planted fir trees, slipping on the needles in his haste. And suddenly he sees, without riding the train, or grabbing a cab, the beautiful shining asphalt city he so thoughtlessly left – the post office steps he falls down when he is no longer coping, his old office and waiting room, the restaurants he loved. The Greek diner with the wobbly tables, is of course gone, as is the bakery, the dry cleaners. Anna knows this. The synagogue is now a bank; the bank with its lead-lined security boxes, a chicken restaurant where seating downstairs in the vaults makes conversation impossible.
Anna is six. Her sister is five. Their father, in his prime, gathers together two small saucers, a basin, some sawdust and a jug of water. They are going to do an experiment. He places the two saucers on the table and carefully fills them to the brim, one with sawdust, the other with water. (This is how we understand the world around us. This is how the world behaves.) He asks Anna to add more sawdust to the sawdust saucer. She does so and the sawdust stands up in a heap. Then he asks her sister to add more water to the water saucer. Water will not stand up in a heap. Some of it runs away over the edge of the saucer and drips onto the table, and down to the fitted carpet. (Because water flows, we call it a liquid.) He asks Anna's sister to try and pick some water up in her hands. More water spills onto the table, the carpet. (We cannot pick water up as we pick up other things.) Then he pours the water from the saucer to the basin. (We can pour water from one vessel to another because it flows.) 'Which way does water flow?' He looks at his two daughters. Anna shrugs her shoulders. 'Down,' her sister calls out. 'It flows down.'
When Anna arrives, he isn't in his room. Alone with his things, she wonders what she would take as a hypothetical souvenir. A tea cup and saucer so recently trembling in his hands? His pillow? Pillow case? The leftovers from his lunch tray? A scrap of paper upon which the name 'Didi,' is written in a jittery hand? She waits for him and when he doesn't come, she opens the door and looks down the corridor. And there he is, slowly advancing. She recognises his much admired nose, his big sorrowful eyes, his disappointed mouth; the past written on his face as it will be written on hers. His skin is thin and papery as if he's been mummified in the cool, dry atmosphere of the chicken vault which used to be a bank. The moment he sees her, his features droop a bit more and she wonders, is this real or fatuous posing? You never know with him. Catching sight of her, he walks more slowly, more painfully, gripping a wall-mounted handrail tightly, one foot raised in its ugly black boot with Velcro fastening. 'How are you?' she asks. He doesn't seem to recognise her, but takes her hand and holds it firmly. He's play-acting, she thinks. He must be. His hands are cold and she is, for a moment, trapped in his icy grip. He searches for her name.
'You sound like your mother,' he says finally. 'Aren't you ashamed?' He bangs his stick on the floor. He looks around. There is somewhere he's meant to be, he thinks, someone he's meant to meet.
'I hear you're not eating,' she tells him. She opens her coat feeling very warm, despite his coldness, waiting for whatever will come next. She tries to time her visits so as not to run into her sister. She is not sure what the nurses in their butterfly uniforms, or the drab-suited carers, have been told. She is fearful of their condemnation and worries that they talk about her behind her back.
'She didn't need to know,' they all whisper when she passes. Everyone blames her.
As soon as she hears the words 'thought' and 'experiment,' Anna tunes out. She would rather be riding her bike. 'Can a particle exists in all states at once?' her father asks as she edges to the door. She is ten years old. Her sister is nine. It is a beautiful day. Bars of yellow light lay over the fitted carpet. Her sister steps on one.
Her father is saying the name, 'Schrodinger.' Anna is putting on her coat. Then a cat is mentioned, the consolation of ordinariness, fur and whiskers – and she hesitates. A cat, according to her father, is put into a lead-lined box along with a radioactive sample, a geiger counter, a hammer and a bottle of poison. Is she paying attention? He goes up to her and takes her by the shoulders. She looks at the carpet. The amount of poison needed is carefully calibrated to the weight of the cat. 'If the cat weighs x pounds and it takes y number of drops of liquid cyanide per pound to kill it, how many drops of cyanide does Schrondinger need?'
Anna shrugs her shoulders.
'I know, I know,' her sister says.
'In one hour, which is the amount of time the cat must remain in the box, the radioactive sample has a 50% chance of decaying,' her father informs them. They don't have a cat. Is he trying to tell them they are getting a cat? Anna would prefer a dog, but wants to please him. If he wants a cat, she thinks, let him have a cat, a cat would be nice. Anna feels a mixture of interest and disinterest. Should she stay to hear the rest of the story? Or not? Her mother's knives clatter in the kitchen. Then there is the smell of frying onions. 'She didn't need to know,' they will whisper.
Her father is a man of science. He towers above her. For years she thinks, or has been told, that he is an ophthalmologist, a medical doctor who can diagnose and treat, perform surgery, and cure eye disease; then she learns he's not an ophthalmologist, he's an optometrist, who is after all a healthcare professional, sight-testing, prescribing and dispensing corrective lenses; finally she hears he's not an ophthalmologist, or an optometrist, he is an optician, a mere technician who sells and fits lenses and frames in a shop – a shop with a waiting room, he claims.
'If the geiger counter detects that the radioactive sample has decayed, it triggers the hammer, which smashes the bottle, releasing the poison and killing the cat.' Although this is upsetting, there's a cartoon simplicity to the experiment Anna likes. She thinks hard about what her father is saying and tries to understand droplets of cyanide slowly or quickly falling. He speaks in the reverent tone he reserves for science – and all the while, while he is talking about cats and boxes, geiger counters and cyanide, he is on the way to his future. And she to hers. She's already thinking about something else. What souvenir, for example, she would take from Schrodinger's experiment. The hammer?
'Only when we open the box will we know if the cat is alive or dead.' The sentences continue to roll out of her father's mouth. 'Because at that moment the superposition of the cat collapses.' He looks hopefully at his two daughters. 'Who remembers what superposition means?'
Anna shrugs.
'I don't have all day,' he tells her. There is somewhere he is meant to be, someone he is meant to meet. 'I know,' her sister says. Anna doesn't want to have anything more to do with this nasty experiment. Now he's talking about wave particles, which is boring.
'These particles do not obey Newton's laws,' he says. 'The rules we use to explain the ordinary world cannot be used to explain electrons or atoms. Who remembers what a wave function is? Anna?'
'I know,' her sister says. 'A wave function shows all the positions an atomic particle can be in. It can be in all positions at once, which we call superposition. We don't know which until we measure it.'
'Good girl,' her father beams, leaning forward and giving her sister a hug. 'Now, who can tell me about the Copenhagen Interpretation?'
Anna's father knows Schrodinger personally, or feels as if he knows him, and refers to him as 'Erwin.' (He is impressed by Erwin's unconventional morality, living as he does in Oxford and later in Dublin, with both his wife and mistress, even fathering daughters from different women.)
From Schrodinger's lab Anna's father takes a souvenir, a test tube commemorating their alleged first meeting, which he carefully hands around at Christmas. Before his death in 1961, Anna's father claims to meet Schrodinger again in Vienna. It is at this meeting that her father catches tuberculosis from Erwin, which ends his hopes of being an ophthalmologist forever, but he isn't bitter. Before Anna is born, half her father's right lung is removed to a jar he keeps in the hall closet behind the hats and winter scarves, where it floats, pink and speckled grey, in a disinfectant solution. (She is frightened of this closet for her whole childhood and never hangs up her coat, irritating her mother.)
It was while in a sanatorium that Schrodinger formulated his famous wave equation crucial to the understanding of the behaviour of subatomic particles and light. (Anna's father, being a trained optical worker, could tell Erwin a thing or two about light.)
There is a painting in their front room, a dark scene of men around a campfire, firelight inexpertly illuminating their faces. Schrodinger painted that, according to her father. Many years later she reads a quote concerning quantum mechanics. 'I don't like it,' Erwin Schrodinger says, 'and I'm sorry I had anything to do with it'.
Care assistants change his food and water, warning each other in their own language, which is not his language, about him, or so she imagines. They walk on either noisy or soft shoes, discourage weeping in daylight and turn a deaf ear at night. Sometimes they remove a limp body from her father's corridor, or elsewhere.
In the mirror his reflection trembles. He changes the expression on his face from neutral, to thoughtful, to pitiful, this problem-solver, this amateur, this science buff. He can (could) solve all sorts of number problems, but he cannot solve the problem of his life. At night the back garden of the nursing home, called a yard, is floodlit. Something soft and heavy falls to the ground from the window above his own. Another resident escaping.
Alone in his room he senses a door creak open, then closed. He turns slowly around. There's a strange antiseptic smell. Are they coming to sedate him? There is a woman, even here, a resident, who has peaked his interest. One afternoon she is sitting in the dayroom which is crowded with armchairs. He enters, makes a show of looking around for a seat, choses a chair beside hers. A moment later he's told her he's a retired ophthalmologist and is helping her with her eye drops. Then he takes her hand. 'May I?' He still has a headful of hair which some women find attractive. No paunch. Anna watches from a visitor's chair. She's come to tell him she is leaving the country, but he's ignoring her. He looks instead at the woman beside him, who's called Edna.
Edna wears a dress with scalloped shoulders. She has terrible blue-black hair, age-freckled hands, silver nails. He asks her about her favourite foods, which is a hot topic of conversation among the oldsters disappointed with their current meals.
Her father sends back cold eggs, underdone toast, as if he were in a hotel restaurant. His favourite foods: peanuts in the shell, salami, fried scampi, blue cheese, lobster. 'Do you like lobster?' he asks the stooped little old lady with blueblack hair who is sitting beside him. 'How about science? Do you like science?'
Edna doesn't know about science or lobster, but says she likes popular music. He says he likes popular music (which is news to Anna who has never known her father to like popular music). When cups of tea are served, he's awkward, charming, helpless. Edna steadies his cup for him. He asks if she likes cats. She does. Meanwhile, across the lounge, a woman her father recently took up with then abandoned, glares at them. Carelessly, he lets his paper napkin slip from his knees. He might be wondering if Edna has a radio in her room. He knows how to build radios and can explain how radios works. Edna listens to him patiently, her eyes shining. He will ask, when they are alone in her room, to examine her eyes. He is concerned about the mist she says she has noticed settling over all the electric lights in the home, the overheads and table lamps, which might be the onset of macular degeneration – or dust. It is unlikely they'll be allowed walking privileges, but if they are he'll take Edna to the sea at sunrise and sit beside her on a bench, soothed and spellbound. He is half in love with her already. His daughter tries again to say goodbye. She is relocating to a faraway place where the wind grabs people's hats from their heads, where she will have to imagine her father in her life. But he is preoccupied. Whatever is unresolved between them will stay unresolved.
'I might be old,' her father says, 'but I'm not dead.' Or is he at this moment floating down a corridor, his arms outstretched, frightening those care assistants (more than you might think) who have second sight and can apprehend his ghostly form walking through walls, plate glass windows, doors? Now she sees him lying in bed with a peaceful expression, dying as we would all like to die – a butterfly sprouting from his lips; his eyes big and sorrowful one moment; empty the next.
When Anna was a girl, her father wished to be buried at sea. From an old sea chantey he liked listening to, he got the idea of having himself wrapped in a jacket made from a material used to protect exposed objects. 'Wrap me up in my tarpaulin jacket and say a poor duffer's laid low. Send for six salty seamen to carry me, with steps mournful solemn and slow,' he sang.
'Where'll we get six salty seamen?' Anna and her sister used to joke, when they still joked, when they still talked to each other.
For all Anna knows he is already dead – and no one's told her. He's in a new nursing home now, his fourth or fifth, in a country she left many years ago. Anna cannot contact him because her sister will not reveal where he is. Nor does he have a mobile phone. (If he had a mobile phone, he would be ringing emergency services, threatening to kill himself. He's done it before.) Neither her sister, nor any of her other relatives, want her to contact her father. They close ranks against her.
Anna has not spoken to her father in two years. She goes through many e-mails and finds the name of the last nursing home he resides in, discovers the telephone number online, and decides to ring. But she doesn't ring. Every day she finds another excuse not to ring. She calculates the time difference. It's too early. Too late. Until she rings, she does not know whether her father is alive or dead. She phones the home. He's alive. She phones the home. They are very sorry, he's passed. Can he be both alive and dead? As long as she postpones calling he is. She might be afraid to learn that he is indeed dead. Or she might be afraid to learn that he's still alive, stewing, seething with neglect, pretending not to know, or remember her, when he hears her voice.
'Dear Dad, How are you?' She writes a letter he will never answer. Or maybe he will answer in his jittering scrawl. He will say he cannot help himself and he dreads to think what the end will be, but wants to stop hiding, stop telling lies, stop leading a double life. 'Are we going away together or not?' he'll ask, thinking she is someone else.
In her father's late middle age, he takes Anna, for a birthday treat, to one of the elegant seafood restaurants he likes, where there's candlelight and the waiters all wear short red coats. One comes forward and greets them. He is a close-shaven man with a puffy face whose hands will shake when he serves dinner. Her father pats him on the back and calls him Dominic. It is Anna's eighteenth birthday. Dominic wishes her many happy returns of the day. As they are lead to their table, Anna wonders if the other diners will think she is his date, her handsome, clever, well-dressed father. Never. Maybe.
The table is laid with silver and the napkins are linen. When they order lobster, elegant little forks like silver picks, lobster scissors, claw crackers and tiny bowls of cut lemons and melted butter appear. Her father wears a smart and expensive suit. (How can an optician afford such a suit?) The waiter, Dominic, solemnly ties a paper lobster bib around his neck.
'Mademoiselle?' He unfurls her bib, his too-sweet breath lifting strands of hair on the back of her neck as he bends close to tie it. There are fishing nets arranged tastefully on the walls and French curtains the colour of sea water at the windows. Her father examines his claw cutters and snaps them experimentally in the air. Then he begins cross-examining her about the biology class she is taking.
Halfway through the meal, a lovely young woman brushes past their table, turns, stops, her eyes bright as jewels. 'Look who's here. Look,' she cries. Or is it him, her father, who cries out to the young woman? Anna remembers every detail of her eighteenth birthday dinner, but not this one.
The woman takes her father's hand, lightly kisses his cheek – a butterfly kiss on the cheek, nothing more. He stares at her abstractly as if trying to remember her name. A current patient? He invites her to join them for a drink. He clicks his fingers in the air to summon the waiter and orders the woman (although she protests) sizzling prawns which are brought to the table in a frying pan along with a Beefeater Gibson. Anna, whose birthday it is, shrinks back and looks around fearfully, as if she were the intruder, the uninvited guest. There are little rolls on the table. Her father slits one open with the point of his knife, butters it and begins to eat slowly, speaking to both his daughter and the young woman, who he calls Didi, in a tone of light irony.
Didi turns sweetly pink, her glamourous little eyeglasses (fitted by Anna's father) steaming slightly in the moist atmosphere of sizzling prawns. The whole arousing, disturbing sense of her, this Didi, alarms Anna, while her father, unaware, explains the difference between shrimps and prawns.
Anna has already taken a souvenir, a lobster fork, and wishes she hadn't, but it is impossible to put it back. Without saying a word, she gets up and makes her way unsteadily between the tables to a ladies toilet where she is sick.
When Anna returns to her seat, she sees that Didi's eyes are filled with tears. 'I don't understand,' her father is saying. 'What is it you want?' When they see Anna, they both begin laughing. 'We're just discussing dessert,' her father explains. Didi doesn't stay long after that, but the meal is ruined. Her glamourous cats' eye glasses need readjusting. Anna's father slips his diary from a breast pocket.' When would you like your next appointment?' he asks. Then he walks Didi out of the restaurant, and gets her a cab, leaving his daughter alone at the table.
Anna doesn't tell her mother straightaway. She waits a year. Two years. Three. At night she lays awake thinking. If not her, who will blow the whistle? While she waits she becomes convinced this is not the first time, nor will it be the last. Not for one moment does she think she's got it wrong. Her mother might even suspect and would be glad to know. Her father cannot be both a husband and another woman's lover. In the end, Anna decides to tell. She breaks her mother's heart, according to her sister. After which her mother complains of sleeping badly, her broken heart beating uneasily. 'Please,' she says. She cannot say more because she is crying.
No one knows where she got it. You need a license to buy it. But it wouldn't have cost much. Anna's mother is not a big woman. In human beings a fatal dose can be as low as 1.5mgs per kilogram of body weight. (Liquid cyanide, decanted into a thin-walled glass ampoule, and covered in brown rubber to prevent breakage, could be carried in the mouth, shaped like a false tooth. Or hidden in the filter of a cigarette as depicted in spy films and novels.) Anna's mother looks surprisingly old when she is found, old and forlorn, her chin sunk on her chest.
Recently physicists' have a new theory, her father would be interested to know. Or perhaps he already knows. When Schrodinger's box is opened, the observer and the cat split into two realities. In one, the observer sees a dead cat; in the other, an angry cat.
She decides to phone the nursing home. 'Hello, I would like to enquire about my father,' she practices saying, clearly and calmly, so that when the phone is actually answered by a nurse, or care assistant, in a different time zone, many thousands of miles away, she will not panic.
She dials, or rather punches in the numbers. The phone rings its foreign ring, then it is picked up.
'Hello,' she says. 'Hello.'
© Copyright Margaret Wilkinson, 2018. All rights reserved.


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- Author
M. Kindt
S.M. Bögels
M. Morren
- Year
- 2003
- Title
- Processing bias in children with separation anxiety disorder, social phobia and generalised anxiety disorder
- Journal
- Behaviour change
- Volume
- 20
- Pages (from-to)
- 143-150
- Document type
- Article
- Faculty
- Faculty of Social and Behavioural Sciences (FMG)
- Institute
- Psychology Research Institute (PsyRes)
- Abstract
The present study examined processing bias in children suffering from anxiety disorders. Processing bias was assessed using of the emotional Stroop task in clinically referred children with separation anxiety disorder (SAD), social phobia (SP), and/or generalised anxiety disorder (GAD) and normal controls. The aims of the present study were twofold: (a) to test whether clinically anxious children show a bias towards threat stimuli, and (b) to examine whether this bias is domain-specific. No evidence was obtained for either an anxiety-related bias towards threat, or a domain-specificity effect. Clearly, these findings diverge markedly from adult studies and stress the importance of further research on anxiety-related information processing in children.
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text: The two stickmen sniper are tracking down another lead with dog food this time. Locate the weapon dealer is Barcelona and then kill his two associates so that he can be captured. GO from mission to mission sniping down the appropriate stickman targets. With the cash earned buy new weapons and upgrade them.


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no but seriously. sorry, no pretty pics, but hang in there and I'll throw in a Till gif.
I've been a sufferer from this for most of my life, actually. It probably had something to do with the fact that my parents both suffered intense mood changes right when the clocks go back an hour, and for five months I basically lived with two adult werewolves. They were brutal and down in the winter, so I learned to be, as well. Plus, living without electricity and running water kind of dampens the mood, and having food shortages and animals to take care of out in the freezing rain and snow doesn't exactly make anyone scream from cheerfulness.
But here I am living a first world life where my current biggest problem is that I left my very expensive bag and very expensive makeup inside the bag inside a train and haven't heard back from the train company and am fearing my makeup gone forever and have had to go around makeup-free for a full week and it's not my thing right now. Pretty big leap from the days of not having food, and yet I still have seasonal depression. I can feel it coming on, and it's not easier here in Sweden where the sun goes away at 3pm.
So we all know I dedicated the year to bettering my self esteem...well, all it takes is a little poke of depression to undo all that hard work, and I have been nothing but a miserable sleepy lump for the past two weeks. I keep thinking to myself, "snap out of Alex, things are going well and you have shit to do" which includes:
- buying and wrapping everyone's Christmas presents
- sending Christmas cards
- Thanksgiving party
- Star Trek party
- Glögg party
- Christmas Eve with the Family
- Christmas with Henri's Mom
- New Year's in the Arctic Circle
- Moving my shit out of the au pair house and preparing to go back to Utah
But unbelievably, my depression doesn't listen to me when I tell it to fuck off. It hangs on me like a bad smell and I immediately start thinking of all the worst things ever. Now, before this year, the big difference was that I hated myself and thought I was useless and so on. After MoodGym and some serious self-love work, I no longer believe those things to be true.
I like myself pretty okay, most days.
I think I'm a success, not a failure.
The thing is I thought that my more realistic and positive view of myself would be like a shield, a barricade against depression when it showed up again. I thought that nothing could change my forward-moving life and that I had won. When you get rid of warped mind perspectives and don't feel like jumping off a bridge, you feel like a winner. Having a good life, like the one I have, also helps.
Well, not for the first time in my life, I was wrong. Depression is a part of me I think, and I think it always will be in my life no matter how rich and famous and sexy I become. And that's hard to accept sometimes the way I guess any disease is hard to accept, especially because this specific disease isn't something you monitor with equipment or check blood levels for. It just comes and goes and who knows when you'll feel like what. I realized today, sadly, that my success doesn't matter.
Depression doesn't care who you are and what you've done. I could have rescued 200 orphans from the volcano of doom and given them all a puppy and a home for Christmas and I would still feel like walking in front of a train. I'm not trying to be morbid (it just happens) but when you're sitting there feeling like Syd Barrett in his hotel room, staring off into space and being a big nothing, your whole life and achievements don't matter.
I guess in a way this is humbling, but it's also troubling. I like to feel that I don't matter. I like to feel that no one matters and that the universe is random and we mean absolutely nothing and are less worth than the dirt on the bottom of our shoes. That's just how I am as a person---horrible, I guess, and don't worry because I have varying degrees of belief in our importance as well--but I think everyone should feel small and insignificant. Not like in the way that you feel small and insignificant because your husband beats you, but the small and insignificant that you feel when you look at a full night sky full of stars or a sunset in the desert.
But feeling like your achievements mean nothing is scary when you have depression. You can sink off into nothingness and that feared suicidal mindset faster than a fish leaving an oily deck. There are only a few threads hanging me into reality when I'm depressed, and I don't even know what they really are. I think a few of them are the people in my life who want me to stay alive, but they're not the only part. I don't know what the rest of it is. I've been called a fighter, and someone who doesn't give up, so it's possible those other strings are just the parts of me that want to live for some selfish and programmed biological reasons. Maybe it's the Almighty Universe, saving me for some grand purpose (yes I'm being sarcastic you dumbasses, I don't believe in that shit) and maybe it's the willpower of the great One And Only Till Lindemann.
I promise my next post will be more uplifting. I want to share some Christmas memories as well as talk about our plans for the holiday season and New Year so please stick with me! Depression is not fun to write or read about, but it's cathartic and I think it helps me, and maybe someone somewhere out there can relate. Despite what bloggers want you to believe, life is not sunshine and flowers and happiness and cute outfit posts.